There is a path upon which every pyro is set, at some point in time.
Words by: Revekka Balancier
Photos by: Arash Afshar
Glass Artists: Corey Mitchell
& Alexander Chacona
A love for warmth, for heat, for fire – does not necessarily mean a need for smoke, for danger, for destruction.
Fire burns, yes, and fire melts, and let us not forget, fire molds.
Fire molds even the hardiest of iron and it molds the most delicate of glass.
When wielded by an artist, who must appreciate and revere the fire as much as the pyro, fire is a tool, a craft, a passion.
And as passions tend to do, once ignited, the flames flicker and dance and spread.
Passions that burn blue hot with intention give way to creation.
And as creators, we are at our best when we share our passions, our creations, and our skills with the world.
In doing so, we might just be able to spark that same ember in others.
We know not what wildfire may ensue in the heart of just one other when exposed to the right mix of art, skill and compassion.
But if we ignite a passion in another, just one other, a passion that burns strong enough to inspire late nights and twilight mornings…
if we can ignite a fire so strong it has the power to mold, how can we not but use it to mold?
Do we not all have a love for warmth, for heat, for fire?
Let us all create.